Chapter 1127 The Long Nightmare

The small episode passed by in a flash, and Lu Ping'an was finally convinced that "I don't want to be resurrected" that Big Cat said before was all nonsense.

Even if she is so arrogant now, I am afraid that if she is dazzled in front of Lin Nu's power, her coffin board will no longer be able to hold it down and will jump out.

Lu Pingan tried to put on that "mask". It did not eliminate his "god's curse", but separated it.

After actual testing (catching fishmen), Lu Ping'an determined that even if he saw the Familia, as long as they put on the mask, they would not be able to detect the existence of the "God's Curse" and naturally they would not go crazy.

And this means that, when necessary, it is not only not a burden, but also a weapon.

Moreover, after trying it, it is effective as long as the action of "wearing" is used. Wearing it as an arm guard has the same effect. Such a powerful item is not even a quasi-pollutant, which makes Lu Pingping a little incomprehensible. .

"This is part of Mr. Liu. He defines his own 'body' and gives it the characteristic of 'blocking God's vision'."

The big cat rarely spoke, and it seemed that he was an old acquaintance?

Lu Ping'an didn't ask any further questions, as he had no interest in her past. Considering the previous situation of Big Cat's madness, it was probably not a good thing at all, and the more he pursued her, the more trouble he would get.

If Mr. Liu really had a good relationship with her, now it wouldn't be a warning but a "favor" and help.

Lu Ping'an knew that he actually had nothing to talk about with these old guys. The two parties were not in the same world at all.

What they really want to do, they can't get involved in. If they reluctantly participate in it, they are probably just a motley crew.

As for being optimistic about your potential, or thinking about your future investment, Lu Ping'an knows that he can only talk nonsense, and if the other party really says it, it will appear to be insincere.

Outsiders can still understand Lu Ping'an's "investment" in the rules level. The quasi-god level is really not something that can be achieved with hard work and talent. The success of every quasi-god is impossible to copy.

If Mr. Liu said "I'm optimistic about you", Lu Ping'an would think it was nonsense, just like when he saw a first-level professional newcomer and said "I'm optimistic about you, you will become a law-level warrior sooner or later."

Is this possible? Of course there is, after all, the probability exists no matter how small it is, but this is basically correct nonsense.

"The rules level is even higher before you can enter their domain."

But no matter what, at least the attitude expressed by Quasi-God made Lu Ping'an and Big Cat feel a little more at ease.

At least, there is no need to worry about being hunted down by quasi-gods in the homeland. Considering Big Cat's past, that is actually entirely possible.

But now, it may be that Lu Ping'an's "position" has been relatively stable. With Lin Nv and the official as the backend for development, he finally obtained the development rights.

".At least, compared to the existing risks, I have enough survival value."

Lu Ping'an shrugged, but he could see clearly.

Time passed, and Lu Mou, who had solved his worries, began to prepare for the next stage of foreign exploration.

More and more intelligence is being declassified and passed on, but most of it is bad news.

Mercury 42 has been divided into four parts. In a literal sense, when god-level beings enter the battlefield, they have the ability to directly rewrite the world.

The biggest part of them is Lu Ping'an's old friend, the Lord of the Eight Claws and the ethnic groups under his command.

The other part is occupied by a strange creature with a suspected fire attribute. They are also residents from a foreign land. Their world is densely covered with volcanoes and magma. Those gray-skinned fighting races are trying to turn Mercury into a "gray rock formation" and "Volcano Zone". In the eyes of the local survivors, they are more ruthless and vicious bastards than the fishmen.

After all, one side only kills you and the other side directly destroys your "survival possibility" and "home planet environment". Although both are harsh, the latter is obviously more unbearable.

But humans have a good relationship with them, and even have many private transactions and tacit understandings.

The third party force is Lu Ping'an's old acquaintances, a kind of abyssal insect swarm creature. Their goal is as simple and direct as ever, just to eat up all the biomass.

By the way, they come with "pollution", and their areas are also the most polluted.

The fourth piece is naturally humans. In a sense, they are the same as those gray-skinned dwarves. They come to mine and occupy the territory, but they have a good relationship with the local ethnic groups.

Do you seem to have forgotten the local residents? Yes, they are not among these four.

They are now just a "roving race" without a fixed territory, living somewhere between the four major forces, and most of them have even lost their own civilization and writing.

".I like this world very much. It's much more beautiful than ours. The water is so sweet. It's not hot at all, and it's not that scary gray or black."

Lu Pingan saw a tall "long-hand tribe" wearing a strange full-coverage protective clothing and machine. While introducing the situation of his hometown to the local people in a synthesized voice, he lamented the beauty of the earth.

This scene was so ironic that Lu Pingan hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to laugh or be angry.

"Oh, how can you humans fare better when the earth is dragged into the abyss?"

Well, at this time, the big cat himself finally remembered that he was an exotic creature.

Lu Ping'an noticed that the life of this long-handed tribe here was not convenient. His protective clothing was full of strange blue liquid, and his breathing seemed very laborious. He had to leave probably every two or three hours to "change." "Water", and even though the mechanically synthesized sound was unpleasant to hear, there was obviously a problem with his "hearing".

He is like a seriously ill patient who relies on machines to maintain his life, but is still unwilling to leave this "toxic" world.

But even so, when talking about his hometown, he was still full of disgust and hatred. While Lu Pingping was disdainful of it, he was also more curious.

"What happened to Mercury 42 that it became so distorted."

But the more he tried to understand, the more helpless and sad Lu Pingan felt.

"That world is hopeless."

It’s not that that civilization didn’t work hard to save itself, there were even quite a lot of commendable races and communities within it, and there was even a ZTE era that lasted hundreds of years, and there are “ancient ruins” from that period in the deep sea. Yes, they resisted quite a bit. It has been a long time, but still gradually sinking.

They developed technology and supernatural creations, but now they have become a "legacy" that outsiders are fighting for.

Heroes and strong men appeared among them, and there were even strong men above the regular level who took the extraordinary route. However, they became rare "meat" and "materials" and became a feast for outsiders.

Humanity was the last to go, and the earliest was only thirty years ago, and large-scale intervention only happened in the past few years.

No wonder the long-hand tribe in front of us is so friendly to people on earth. An outsider group that doesn't treat them as food, materials, slaves, or toys is simply an angel.

But Lu Ping'an really read the specific information, as well as some "authority information", and became more and more impressed.

Of course, the human forest female forces are not philanthropic. They are so friendly to the Changshou Clan because they actually value them.

"Yes, you indeed have nothing left. You still have yourself and this life!"

Even if they feel that they have nothing, at least 90% of the nine tribesmen have died. But just in the human-controlled area, there are still at least millions of Changshou tribes existing!

These human resources are labor force, reserve soldiers, miners, or other

"We are not saviors, we are just mortals struggling in this world, but..."

In front of the stage, the preacher from the Long-hand Clan was speaking generously.

He was recounting the reason why he came to the capital, which was a promise made to him by an unknown human explorer.

"We can give your descendants the possibility of survival, give your tribe a small but adequate living space, and give your life and death some value and hope."

When he said this, his eyes really lit up